If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
William ShakespeareFie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most modest terms; for I am one of those gentle ones that will use the devil himself with courtesy: sayest thou that house is dark?
William ShakespeareThey say best men are molded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad
William ShakespeareAy me! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. But, either it was different in blood,- Or else it stood upon the choice of friends,- Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it.
William Shakespeare